Post by digger1221 on Apr 26, 2014 13:59:35 GMT -8
Four hooded figures stole quietly through the dense Lenfel underbrush. All were well armed, bristling with bows and arrows, swords and axes.
They came to the forest’s edge, where it opened upon a monolithic stone fortress. For a hundred years this castle had been the home of Lenfel lordship, but it was now in the hands of the pretender Queen.
Sir Glennian and his companions set arrows to bowstrings as they approached the massive wall. One forestman pulled a grappling hook from beneath his cloak. With a mighty swing he tossed it up and over the parapets.
Quickly, stealthily, the four Lenfel woodsman scaled the stone wall, leaping over with bows ready and swords drawn. The outlaw guard pacing the ramparts had barely enough time to scream as an arrow caught him in the throat. Glennian leapt into the courtyard below, brandishing sword and deer emblazoned shield. Several more queen’s men were cut down before an alarm was raised, flooding the courtyard with outlaw soldiers.
“For Lenfald! For Roawia! For Freedom!” the Lenfel forestmen cried as they fought desperately for control of the castle. An outlaw crossbowman braced himself against the castle wall, aiming at Sir Glennian’s whirling form. Just as he was poised to fire, a sharp-tipped Lenfel arrow stuck in his chest. He sunk slowly to the ground.
Here is my entry to the restricted category of the LoR GCVII.
Soli Deo Gloria!
They came to the forest’s edge, where it opened upon a monolithic stone fortress. For a hundred years this castle had been the home of Lenfel lordship, but it was now in the hands of the pretender Queen.
Sir Glennian and his companions set arrows to bowstrings as they approached the massive wall. One forestman pulled a grappling hook from beneath his cloak. With a mighty swing he tossed it up and over the parapets.
Quickly, stealthily, the four Lenfel woodsman scaled the stone wall, leaping over with bows ready and swords drawn. The outlaw guard pacing the ramparts had barely enough time to scream as an arrow caught him in the throat. Glennian leapt into the courtyard below, brandishing sword and deer emblazoned shield. Several more queen’s men were cut down before an alarm was raised, flooding the courtyard with outlaw soldiers.
“For Lenfald! For Roawia! For Freedom!” the Lenfel forestmen cried as they fought desperately for control of the castle. An outlaw crossbowman braced himself against the castle wall, aiming at Sir Glennian’s whirling form. Just as he was poised to fire, a sharp-tipped Lenfel arrow stuck in his chest. He sunk slowly to the ground.
Here is my entry to the restricted category of the LoR GCVII.
Soli Deo Gloria!
